novelist . playwright . traveler . futurist . feminist

The memory palace.

I’ve been at the Elsewhere Museum for two weeks, and I finally have a script ready for The Memory Palace. It wasn’t easy to write. I’m used to writing snappy banter and making people laugh. But that’s easy for me. This one’s going to be just me, all alone, playing my mother, conducting a tour of the museum as if it’s the house I grew up in, in complete darkness, save for flashlights that the audience members hold. And did I mention I’ll be blindfolded? Not entirely, but enough to approximate the state of my mother’s eyesight in 1994.